Drabble. For 5.22. I haven't seen the episode yet so it will definitely be AU afterwards. Unbeta'd and written for my own amusement.
The Last Night
It is the night before Sam is going to Detroit to take on Lucifer.
It is dark and the house is quiet.
Bobby is snoring softly in his room, happy to be on the top floor again. Castiel is pacing quietly downstairs. Sam can hear the soft snick snick of the angel's shoes on the floor.
Sam can't sleep.
A soft noise is the only warning he gets before the other side of his bed dips down.
He turns and can just see his brother sitting on the edge of the bed watching him .
No words are said...
A sliver of moonlight gleams the wetness on Dean's face and it mirror's Sam's own. This is their last night together.
Sam has no delusions. Even if he can get Lucifer into the cage, they have no plan on how to get Sam out. Playing it by ear was risky and Sam didn't allow himself to hope otherwise. He needed to do this. There would be no turning back. But still...
Sam moves over slightly in silent invitation. Dean does not hesitate.
His brother doesn't crawl beneath the covers though. They aren't kids anymore and that would be creepy, but Dean lies next to Sam... and it is enough.
In the morning they will say good-bye.
But tonight, they take the comfort of one more night together.
They breathe it in as the balm that it is.
Sam and Dean. Dean and Sam.
They are many things seperately... but one thing together.